a.
Chiming softly flickering singing tones adrift at some distance. Lightly drilled industrial bells increase intensity via dense loops. Subtle shifts in light scratch a high path, volume and pitch drift fervour. Thickly applied paint of synthetic hues leaps cover wrap with black circle music player within. Without the matching rainbow explodes, voices chanting and gathering tingles. All sound is fraught, taught with tonal pleasantries. Tight loops feel free with forced hollers into airspace. ‘Proper Motion’ trips waveforms, psychedelic feedback a broken piece. Voice is hand-strung a strangled baritone, the fisherman vessel approach – a creak a crack a lone bell. Lost folk delirious in finding voice attune such a gaggled breath. Atonement with rescued note-shifts lead reverb mouth play. Throb-bing dee-pens with one step bound a rhyth-m. Siren revolver makes headward rear ear melody when the ghosts moan aplenty. In the red rough crackle to almost noise as louder gets sharp sounds. Muffed softly when return the bells from start again. A pot of all, a mess of such a din collects in turbulent arena. The dancing light a final psychedelic coral sings with lightness beneath moonlit surf. To sing out final the terminus wake, adrift to conclude with ringing long after. Vanish these bells.

b.
Lulled quiet rolling music box coos birdlike. Timid human larynx softly vibrated makes undreamt sounds. Boot sale rattles, thin plastic chair, metal leg table entwined with dull grey wind. Nature again returns to bellow the limbs that music makes. Circle sounds with sculpting claws draw attentive ears. The body swallows noise machine, ‘forms apart in our throats ‘. We slow with low stopping almost but for repeated exhumations. The dip in middle for robot voice to find space to breath. The throat resonating the screech of reed dwellers. Hellish frightening with daydream warmth, lucid and upon a cusp – ready for waking. Electric crackle, process amp and feedback dancing, falling out and finding orbit. Imps move into audible frequency, not deciphered to recognise, just appear as liquidised locusts. Chiming softly flickering singing tones adrift some distance now close. Soft melody while noisier counterparts depart feetward. Psych melody stretched loop finds too much ground in little body. Hurtful cries as the end races us. Vanish these scratches to see a swell horizon. Delay a plateau to drift a thought and catch it again before the fade. Voice is sky-strung, as ships depart and bleed into the sky.

Totally awesome 12” on new label. These guys rock with the likes of Dylan Nyoukis, Helhesten and Jazzfinger. 9/10 -- Peter Taylor (5 August, 2009)